It is unfair, what can we do to help and preserve the already dying equality. Poverty what is the least we can do for them? is there even a 'least' to think about.
I do not believe everyone has chances, not everyone has a 3rd chance nor a 2nd some even doesn't have the privilege to have what seem a 1st chance, I feel sorry for them and I feel guilty whenever I mess up my opportunities , could have he or she done better than me?
They needed a chance more than anyone else, the only thing we can do is take our chances and walk forward accomplishing the things they have been longing to see in themselves, 'a shot at life' we are very lucky.
Your parents raised you just to see you walk "The only thing you cannot plead and beg for to happen is the priceless smile your parents can get when they see you walking the red lane" not only you brought them a smile you wont forget, you just paved your own road from then on.
I don't believe everyone has a chance, but I believe everyone deserve a 1st chance
The History That Wasnt Left Far Behind
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
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D - E - L - I - V - E - R - E - N - C - E
Here you are again.
I can feel you breath down my neck.
Whispering his name while whistling those killer melodies.
You give me a face of an angel like you once had.
And I am nothing but a creature of habit running away in circles,
But I was found by gentleman that flew me up high.
Now I see clearly, I’m telling you to let go of me.
Now that I’ve found my way back home, where I belong.
No longer a slave running away in circles
because I’ve been found by this gentleman, who flew me high.
Get out of my head.
Get out of my soul.
Get out my dreams.
Get out of my house.
Get out of my life.
Get out. Get out. Get out. (Repeat)
No longer a slave…
No longer a slave running away in circles
because I’ve been found by this gentleman, who flew me high. (repeat)
I can feel you breath down my neck.
Whispering his name while whistling those killer melodies.
You give me a face of an angel like you once had.
And I am nothing but a creature of habit running away in circles,
But I was found by gentleman that flew me up high.
Now I see clearly, I’m telling you to let go of me.
Now that I’ve found my way back home, where I belong.
No longer a slave running away in circles
because I’ve been found by this gentleman, who flew me high.
Get out of my head.
Get out of my soul.
Get out my dreams.
Get out of my house.
Get out of my life.
Get out. Get out. Get out. (Repeat)
No longer a slave…
No longer a slave running away in circles
because I’ve been found by this gentleman, who flew me high. (repeat)
G - R - O - W - I - N - G W - I - N - G - S
Crimson lights the sky, the bird still asleep
Like a dream it shines, from heavens safe keep
Childrens songs we sung, as soft as the breeze
Endless fields, our home, I long for those days
I call out these prayers to the sky, heavy with thought, see your face
I carry these memories inside, thoughts of a soul colored by love
See me grow wings and fly high, passions will die down below
I burn in a basin of fire, watchers look on as they dance in their merciless sky
Watching me, watching you
Silent black, the dawn, and time tell its tale
Darkened blood, it flows, the forest receives
Look within the dark as deep as you dare
There inside you find destruction you seek
I call out these prayers to the sky, heavy with thought, see your face
I carry these memories inside, thoughts of a soul colored by love
See me grow wings and fly high, passions will die down below
I burn in a basin of fire, watchers look on as they dance in their merciless sky
Watching me, watching you
Like a dream it shines, from heavens safe keep
Childrens songs we sung, as soft as the breeze
Endless fields, our home, I long for those days
I call out these prayers to the sky, heavy with thought, see your face
I carry these memories inside, thoughts of a soul colored by love
See me grow wings and fly high, passions will die down below
I burn in a basin of fire, watchers look on as they dance in their merciless sky
Watching me, watching you
Silent black, the dawn, and time tell its tale
Darkened blood, it flows, the forest receives
Look within the dark as deep as you dare
There inside you find destruction you seek
I call out these prayers to the sky, heavy with thought, see your face
I carry these memories inside, thoughts of a soul colored by love
See me grow wings and fly high, passions will die down below
I burn in a basin of fire, watchers look on as they dance in their merciless sky
Watching me, watching you
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